Carla nodded rather enthusiastically and stepped forward again, stretching her lips into an unsuccessful parody of a friendly grin.
"Yes, Mrs. Bennett. I heard from my sister that you were looking for new maids to hire so here I am!"
Amelie took a better look at the woman in front of her.
Indeed, she looked almost exactly like Mary; only her hair was much shorter, barely covering her ears while her build was sturdier, indicating that she must have been a big fan of intense physical exercise.
She then looked back at Mary and smiled.
"Mary, step inside my office, please. Let's have a brief talk."
***
Once the two of them found themselves in the quiet confines of Amelie's study, Mary took a seat across her employer's desk, shifting awkwardly as she knew that was up for a big scolding.
Amelie, however, retained her calm demeanor as she began.
"How old is your sister, Mary?"
"Oh, well… Twenty-one, Mrs. Bennett."
